Snowdrops, of course, survived the snowfall of yesterday.
The melty ice is always pretty.
Our Iris Reticulata are braving the weather too – it’s so good to see signs of Spring.
We are loving our white irises.
When the petals have all fallen off the poppy, this remarkable little beauty is left.
The following photo and info came to me today.
“There is a bee appearing at the moment – it’s bright iridescent blue – details below! Please please DON’T KILL HER !!!
It is indeed a bee that is present in the gardens at the moment. It is called the Xylocope bee. It is the largest bee in Europe (2.5 to 3 cm). It does not sting (if we do not chase it of course). The Xylocope is a so-called “solitary” bee. But it can live in colonies, that is to say side by side. Black with bluish wings … she is very beautiful but can be scary, her flight is fast and very noisy, but she is not aggressive and rarely stings. It is to be protected because it is rare and very useful …. some people confuse it with the Asian hornet !!!
Thank you for circulating ….
Source: Bruno Deleuze”
A get-well gift of some beautiful freshly laid eggs made for a delicious and nourishing breakfast for both of us. Thank you very much N&G.
The sun-catcher on the back window threw some lovely rainbows onto the kitchen floor.
Our delightful Three Wise Monkey planter is full of Iris Reticulata and I love them. Later the Tete a Tete will fill the space with gold. .
We are still sorting all the stuff from the Welsh dresser which is awaiting auction. This slender little vase that was once my Granny’s had been very neglected and the silver was black. Now it is shiny and beautiful and now contains our last rose, picked today before the next storm, Burra, arrives tomorrow.
I’m researching what the various marks mean.
Rehearsing with the Ingleheart Singers at the Eco park was fun as always. On the way out some of their quirky decorations amused me.
The wind has broken our yellow gladiolus so I brought it in and put it with some Japanese anemones. When I came down this morning the sunlight was making it glow.
Yesterday I caught the Trelissick Water Tower in the gloom but still love the golden squirrel.
My poet friend, Kim Ridgeon, thought carefully before publishing the following thoughtful and rather disturbing poem. Likewise I have thought before posting it here. I have the same reservations about my blog – it’s about beautiful things and I try to avoid politics here (Not elsewhere!) but Kim’s poem is a beautiful piece about the horror we are all feeling about Afghanistan.
Thank you, Kim.
It was our last session for singing with The Suitcase Singers until September and next week is our lovely choir leader’s half century birthday. To make it special each member of the choir was asked to bring a couple of blooms or greenery from their garden so that we could put together a more personal bunch than one from a shop. The resulting bouquet was absolutely amazing, full of colour and scent and most of all, full of our love for Claire
Thanks to Mandy Rolleston for this photo. There’s a new shed at the allotment and it is gorgeous!
Coming back up Church Lane after watering and harvesting this evening, we met a new cat. Just look at its eyes!
Our hedgerows have changed colour from blue to mostly pink and yellow with some white. The Foxgloves are gorgeous and the bees love them. We heard a cuckoo on our walk around this morning. As I write I can hear two owls calling to each other. .
Looking over the hills from the Great Flat Lode across to the sea where a navy frigate is coasting up and down. It is here because of the G7 taking place in St Ives this coming weekend. There’s a missile launcher at Godrevy!